Every so often I dream that I have been called on a mission again. Almost always I ask myself, "Why? I've already done this. I don't want to do it again. I don't even believe in this stuff." Even so, I almost always go along.
But this time it was with a lot of guys from my high school. And that's always the best part of these dreams. The fraternity of it.
This one ended with me giving a fiery lecture on evolution from the pulpit. Not that I'm an expert in biology (or anything, for that matter), but I've been reading Dawkins lately - The Greatest Show on Earth.